I feel like I pretty much bombed last week.
It started out with me being sick and basically unproductive until Thursday. I couldn't cook or clean and had to lay around all day. Even though it wasn't my choice to get sick, it still made me feel guilty knowing I wasn't pulling my weight around the house. And I had to keep reminding myself that the only way I'd start to feel better is by resting; otherwise, recovery would take that much longer.
Today is a much better Monday. I'm back on track with going about my usual activities and it feels so good to start the week off on the right foot.
For some reason, Mondays are always something I look forward to. I like the feeling of "getting back to normal," and Mondays represent that for me. It always seems like when Mondays roll around you get the chance at having a better or more productive week.
And that is something I'm grateful for today because I really, really needed it.